filetofish | PSLS BECAUSE GAY

[Here he is being embarrassed again. Rean seems to root into Crow's heart, finding all the soft parts and exposing them. Making them bigger. He's far from a shy person but he's still flushed, his face just inches away from Rean's, his arms still draped around his shoulders.]

If you still want to do this, play along with me. I'll feel pretty stupid thinking about weird fantasies if you're not on the same page so you hafta get into it too.

I'm already pretty into it.

[He says softly, but he does feel a little called out because even if he's super turned on he'd still be just as happy doing nothing but watching Crow, maybe holding onto him.]

I mean all the way. You're supposed to be the boss in this one.

[This is the fantasy we picked Rean. You dug your own grave here.]

You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but it'll help if you take charge. From across the room if you want.

[Help him he's still the virgin here?]

Take charge, huh?

[That's a really tall order and he settles with his elbows propped on the edge of the tub.]

You know my only experience with this is helping Emma edit some of Dorothee's stories. You're going to have to give me some help.

Yeah, I know. Just pretend you know what you're doing.

[Crow will be good and take initiative. He just figures if they're going to talk about control fantasy it'll help keep immersion if Rean can boss him a little.

It's still awkward, a bit, but not so awkward as to keep it from working for them. Rean talking about sex at all is more than enough for Crow honestly, but there is something extra nice about sharing what he's really been thinking.

The only real downside is they're gonna have to draw another bath, 'cause now this one is cold and messy. But that's fine too! Eventually they're satisfied and warm and clean and even if Crow's a little pruny he's content. Enough to flop bonelessly back onto the bed anyway.

He's a happy cozy bird now. He's not thinking about distressing mental issues at all.]

[Rean does his best but this is just another area he's going to have to play catch up with Crow in. Not that he's ever been against that. Still, embarrassment aside, it's thrilling and great anyway, and he takes the opportunity to get clean and into something borrowed and dry, since he didn't exactly bring his own luggage.

Lucky for Crow this time Rean just opts to be big spoon without discussion. It's fine if he's smaller, he can still tug Crow against him and wrap him in a comforting embrace.]

This time try to let me sleep through the rest of the night?

No promises.

[He'll try, but Rean's going to have to adjust to life sleeping with a guy who sprawls. At least he's not going to deliberately roll Rean onto the floor this time?

Actually he'll sleep better in general, like this. He really does feel safer in Rean's arms. There's nothing physical that can get between Crow and the things that scare him, but Rean's presence is an emotional life preserver. Maybe he'll get through til morning without any weird dreams, even.]

[Reanis exhausted, himself, so unless Crow elbows him in the face he's definitely sleeping through to morning, then getting up first and ordering breakfast for them both.]

[Neither of them have gotten much sleep this week, so a good night's rest is very much needed. Crow manages not to do any face-elbowing, though he does roll over at some point to cling to Rean.

Once it's morning and Rean's out of bed though, he expands like a lazy cat until he's taking up the whole bed. He's not awake yet but he is snoring.]

[It's cute. Crow is cute. Rean still thinks he has to be the luckiest guy in the world to be dating such a hot, sweet, talented person, even if Crow is kind of a mess.

When breakfast arrives he takes the tray to bed, sitting on the edge and brushing Crow's hair back.]

Hey. Time to eat.

[Maybe he's just the kind of person that wants to pamper his boyfriend. Just a little. And with all the stuff Crow's dealing with, a good meal is a good start.]

[Getting up sounds like an awful idea, but food sounds like a good one. Crow's not awake enough to weigh the options there so his response to Rean's touch and the smell of breakfast is to grumble and drape an arm over his own face, to protect it from morning's light.]

It's too early for romantic gestures.

It's a perfectly normal human hour to get up and you're going to have to start getting used to perfectly normal human hours.

What for?

[Rean is the worst!! But Crow is, slowly, making himself sit up. Greet the day, and all that.]

[Setting the tray down on Crow's lap and sitting next to him.]

Well, first, we're going to greet the town leaders and see if there's anything we can do to help out around here while we're here.

[FIELD STUDY TIME CROW.]

And then when we get back to Trista, you're going to go back to school and finish your last month to graduate properly. You can use the time to think about what you want to do.

--What?

[Sorry you lost him. He was getting excited about food but now he's stopped, fork in hand, to stare at Rean like he just grew a second head.]

You gotta be kidding me.

Not at all. You clearly have enough time on your hands to freak yourself out, so you can use that to study for your final exams instead. And to finish out the credits you're missing.

I think you missed the window for this by a couple of years, dude.

[Please spare him the beaurocracy of "credit requirements".]

[You basically have the credits dude you just gotta pass your tests.]

Nope. Nuh-uh. No way. You're not getting off the hook this time.

[Crow is definitely past the point where he needs a diploma to succeed in life. But it's not actually about that, is it? It's just symbolic. And it'd make Rean happy, so...

He sighs, shoving a bite of food in his mouth.]

Fine, whatever. Just don't try to make me play classmates with your kids.

[look if you officially graduate it WILL make Rean happy.]

Okay. It's not like it should be that tough for you. But it'll be good for you to be on a schedule.

[And where Rean can keep an eye on him.]

I guess for the duration you can be my teaching assistant.

Sure, Mom.

[THE THINGS I DO FOR LOVE--]

You weren't calling me mom last night.

[Excuse him he just choked on a starberry. He's dead for real now.]

[He's pretty pleased with that comeback actually, so he looks smug when he reaches over to pay Crow on the back.]

[What a jerk! Crow coughs for a few moments, recovering from the reaction, but he can't just let Rean win so easily. He has no perfect quip though, so he just reaches over and tries to yank him into a headlock.]

You little--

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